Celestial Mage

Chapter 93 Marshal Fubosi (14)

"Come and report your identity!"

In front of the commander's tent, two soldiers with long guns blocked Rosen's way.

Jess made a military salute: "Third Silver Moon Cavalry Regiment, Cavalry Lieutenant Jess."

Rosen imitated the example, and immediately said: "Pioneer scout team, the army mage Rosen."

The two soldiers should know Jess, and after glancing at him, their eyes all fell on Rosen.

One of the soldiers had disbelief written all over his face: "Child, you said you were an army mage? Are you sure you remember correctly? Or did you go to the wrong place?"

Rosen was no stranger to this reaction.

Although he has grown a lot in the past few months, he still has not exceeded 1.6 meters, and he is also thin.

In front of these tall and strong adult soldiers, they were born a little younger, and with their childish faces, it was really hard to trust these soldiers who made a living by killing.

After all, in most cases, children and the battlefield are insulated.

Raising his hand and swiping lightly in front of him, a sesame-sized light spot appeared on his fingertips: "I'm sure I'm not going wrong. Lieutenant Jess can also testify for me!"

Jess nodded immediately: "Soldier, don't worry, he is the one the marshal wants to see."

The faces of the two soldiers were still full of disbelief, but they still retracted their spears and moved aside.

Jess walked into the tent first, followed by Rosen.

The tent is huge and circular, with a firepit for heating in the middle, and a hole for ventilation and lighting is reserved in the tarpaulin above the firepit.

There are many simple square tables around the firepit. The tables are filled with various documents. Around the tables are all kinds of people, including military officers, clerks, and military mages. They are all discussing the military situation in a low voice.

There was only one chair at the head of the tent, and a man with a very tall and strong figure and an extremely majestic expression was sitting on the chair.

This person was wearing a delicate thorium chain mail similar to Chaplet's style. The chain mail was covered with a gorgeous sky blue burqa, and a dark silver embroidered ribbon of honor was slanted on the chest, and the same style was worn on the back. Bearskin cape in silver and white.

In short, as long as you are not blind, you will definitely spot this person at the first sight.

Jess reminded softly: "That is Marshal Fubosi, hurry up and salute."

As he spoke, he took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Master Marshal, Cavalry Lieutenant Jess of the Silver Moon Third Cavalry Regiment pays tribute to you."

Rosen also listened to some military etiquette explained by Xia Bolai. Although he is now an army mage, he has not been officially titled a mage, so his status is equivalent to that of an ordinary officer.

Facing the noble marshal, you must kneel on one knee and salute.

Otherwise, it may not matter if you meet an easy-going coach, but you will get whipped a few times if you meet a picky one.

At this time, there is no need to gamble on Fubosi's character. He took a step forward and knelt down on one knee: "Master Rosen, the army mage, salutes you."

Fubosi nodded: "Get up."

After the two got up, he clapped his hands and said loudly, "Come here~ come here, listen to this little guy's front-line report."

When he yelled, everyone in the camp stopped their work, walked up to Fubosi, stood on both sides of his body, and all set their eyes on Rosen.

These people in the camp were all high-ranking officers and important figures in Silvermoon Castle, and nine out of ten had noble status.

Throw a stone at them casually, and it will definitely hit the son of a certain baron, or a certain knight, or a certain official mage. Anyway, they are all ordinary civilians whose knees will go weak just hearing the name.

With so many big figures paying attention to one person, ordinary people really can't bear it. Even the cavalry lieutenant Jess, who was caught by the gaze, subconsciously lowered his head at this time, quickly stepped aside and pretended to be a transparent person.

It's a pity that the person being stared at is Rosen. He has long passed the age of being afraid of fame, and the only things that can shake his heart are things that can really threaten his existence.

For example, now, if he followed the rules and made no mistakes, and he was also an army mage appointed by the Earl himself, he would be invincible.

Even if the other party is a marshal, no matter how displeased he is, he can only suppress him with words, but can't really do anything to him.

Fubosi's voice came over, and the tone was quite gentle.

"Son, tell me, what did you see in Yuehui Town?"

Rosen saluted everyone first, and then spoke.

"My lord marshal, and all distinguished gentlemen, we encountered a well-planned ambush in Yuehui Town. We were ambushed by a group of townspeople turned into beasts by the ice dwarf potion, and a giant bear beast king."

As soon as these words came out, everyone began to discuss in whispers, and everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.

Fubosi clapped his hands: "Silence!"

After being quiet, he asked again: "How many beastly townspeople are there?"

"The situation was very urgent at that time, so the estimate is not very accurate. According to my visual inspection, more than 1100 animalized townspeople have appeared, but it does not rule out that there are still hidden in the house."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd broke into another commotion.

A middle-aged man dressed as a mage took a step forward, saluted Fubosi first, then turned to look at Rosen.

"Since the situation is urgent, how can you visually guess the huge number of 1100? It can't be that you are young and frightened, and just make up the number?"

As soon as the words came out, everyone agreed, and even Fubosi nodded in agreement.

"When you are desperate, how can you count?"

"The number 1100 is a bit big, but it's not easy to count."

"Yes, yes, especially the target is still running around."

Rosen looked at the middle-aged man's chest. There was a secret gold 11-star medal hanging there, which showed that the other party was a very powerful middle-level official mage.

Therefore, he gave him the next apprentice salute first, then raised his volume slightly, and began to explain loudly.

"Master Marshal, Mister Mage, I know this is unbelievable, but I have a pretty good memory."

"No matter what, as long as you take a look at it, you will firmly remember it, and you will not forget it for a long time. Therefore, I can guarantee that the number 1100 is not a problem."

'Ugh~~'

There was another commotion in the crowd, but no one raised any doubts. It's not that there were none, but everyone found it incredible and hadn't reacted yet.

After the commotion subsided, Fubosi said, "Prove it to me."

Rosen said: "Master Marshal, I need paper and pen."

Fubosi waved his hand, and there was a clerk beside him who brought the things over.

There was no table in front of him, so Rosen spread the paper flat in the air with the hands of a mage, then picked up the quill, and began to draw the scene in Yuehui Town.

He drew extremely fast, the quill was beating fast, and it was a little lighter than real feathers.

After a quarter of an hour, an extremely clear and full of details, almost like a photo, was completed.

He handed the painting to the clerk on the side: "Master Marshal, this is what I saw at the time. If you are not satisfied, I can draw a few more pictures to ensure that every detail of the time is accurately restored."

The painting was quickly passed on to Phobos.

Fubosi glanced at it, and a strange color flashed in his eyes. He couldn't help but look up at Rosen, as if he couldn't believe that the painting was drawn by hand.

He stood up, laid the painting flat on the generous table in front of him, and greeted the previous middle-level mage.

"Horus, come and estimate the number."

The middle-level mage Horus stepped forward and took a closer look at the painting. He was also slightly surprised, but soon regained his composure, and began to count the beastly townsfolk on the painting.

A few minutes later, he turned his head and said softly: "Marshal, if it is really as depicted in the painting, it will be around 1100. But, how to ensure that it is true and not an afterthought?"

In the last sentence, his voice became heavier, obviously speaking to Rosen on purpose.

Rosen smiled faintly, looked up at the adults standing in front of his eyes, then picked up the quill and continued to draw, this time even faster, completing the painting in less than half a quarter of an hour.

Using the hands of a mage, he placed the painting directly on the square table beside him.

He said loudly: "Gentlemen, my painting skills may be mediocre, but my style is extremely realistic, without any fictional elements."

"If you don't believe me, gentlemen, you might as well take a look at the group portraits I drew for you gentlemen, and see if there is any element of my speculation?"

Everyone was startled, and they stepped forward to observe the painting one after another. Even Fubosi couldn't calm down. He stepped forward and carefully observed his own image.

"Hey~ My collar is crooked. Oh no, I wore it crooked."

"Ah~ Am I so handsome?"

"Master Marshal, your image is indeed mighty and majestic."

All kinds of sounds sounded, all attesting to the impeccable precision of the painting.

This time, everyone believed in Rosen's ability, and there was a lot less contempt in his eyes.

Fubosi retreated to his seat and sat down: "So, what is the combat effectiveness of the beastly townspeople? What is the fighting style?"

Rosen immediately started painting, explaining the battle situation at the same time while painting.

After he finished speaking, the paintings were completed, and all were handed over to Fubosi by the clerk.

Such an explanation with pictures and texts immediately gave everyone present a very clear and intuitive understanding of the combat effectiveness of the beastly townspeople.

The expressions on everyone's faces looked a little heavy.

Their army, formal fighters, is 4000 people.

Because it is not far from Silvermoon Fort, there are not many support staff such as logistics, medical cooks, etc. Even if these people are counted, there are only less than 7000.

And the fighting power of the Beastized townspeople is much stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, and they are not afraid of life and death, they are extremely brave, and the number is more than 1100.

It shows that the residents of the entire town have been turned into beasts, and the possibility of turning into beasts among the surrounding rural residents cannot be ruled out.

That number is even greater.

Coupled with the ice dwarf army hidden deep in the labyrinth forest, with more than 1800 fighters, the military strength of the two sides is almost equal.

This battle is very difficult to fight!

The middle-level mage Horus turned to Fubosi and said, "Marshal, explain the situation to the earl, and ask for more troops!"

Fubosi propped his forehead with one hand, lost in thought.

After a long time, he said: "Silver Moon Castle cannot be without defenders, and if it is increased, it will not increase much, and it will cause panic instead."

"However, it is indeed necessary to explain the situation to the Earl so that she can have a clear control of the frontline situation."

He turned to an officer and said, "Go right away, send someone to deliver the news and these paintings to the Earl. Then tell the Earl, I will definitely do my best to wipe out the alien invaders!"

"Yes, Marshal."

Fubosi turned his head to look at Rosen again, his tone slowing down.

"Son, you are a rare talent. Being a scout at the forefront is a great waste of a talent like you. Why don't you just follow me."

He actually opened his mouth to solicit, and with this opening, although everyone in the camp had different expressions, they all fell silent.

　Four today.

The next day's update will be completed as soon as possible in the morning.If the update is not finished in the morning, it will arrive before five o'clock in the afternoon.

Hmm~ It could have been updated regularly, but it will be comfortable at a certain time, and the stimulation of updating the dead line can greatly concentrate the spirit and improve the concentration, so... forgive me.

　
(End of this chapter)